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Tlie Circle

1970

Editor

Jane Jouett

Layout

Susan Johnston

Photography
Francine Amore

Literary
Tamara Elliott

Art
Maura Markley

Business

Virginia Knapp

Faculty Advisor

Mrs. Stephen Perrin

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It was the best of times, it was the
worst of times, it was the age of wis-
dom, it was the age of foolishness, it
was the epoch of belief, it was the
epoch of incredulity, it was the season
of light, it was the season of darkness,
it was the spring of hope, it was the
winter of despair.

Charles Dickens

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"a teacher affects eternity; he
can never tell where his in-
fluence stops"

Henry Brooks Adams

Principal
Mr. Donald A. Gordon

I hope I shall always possess
firmness and virtue enough to
maintain what I consider the most
enviable of all titles, the character
of an "Honest Man".

George Washington

Director of Studies
Mr. John M. Buckey

Dean of Students & Permissions Director
Mrs. Florence Griffith

College Counselor
Mrs. Herbert Finbury

Admissions

Mrs. Jon Kaiser

Miss Priscilla Peterson

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Business Administrators

David I. Mead, Richard Sheahan

Richard C. Griggs

Dietician
Miss Sarah Proctor

Business Manager
Mr. Gardener Sutton

Alumnae Office

Miss Jane Sullivan

Mrs. Frank Diclemente

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Chairman
Mrs. John Sisson

Miss Jean St. Pierre

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Mrs. Malcolm Johnston

Mrs. Timothy Home

Mrs. Bruce Bugbee

Mr. Paul Dyer

Mr. Peter Stapleton

M. Ronald Giguere

Mrs. Christopher Kirkland

French

Mile. Marie Baratte

Chairman of Modern Languages
Mr. George Krivobok

Mrs. Wayne Frederick

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Mrs. Donald Burgy

Mrs. Susan B. Clark

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Missing: Mrs. Jon Kaiser

Chairman
Miss Dorothy Judd

Chairman
Mrs. Paul DeGavre

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Chairman
Miss Mary Minard

Mrs. Robert Lloyd

Mrs. Oscar Witten

History
Mr. Stephen Graham

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Philosophy
Mrs. Edward Hosmer

Humanities
Mr. Stephen Perrin

Chairman
Miss Carolyn Goodwin

Mrs. Peter Hayne

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Mr. James Lynch

Mrs. John Bennett

Science

Mrs. Robert Hoyt

Chairman
Mrs. Joel Salon

Mrs. James Whyte

Fine -A-i*ts

Art
Mrs. Hartford Powel

Photography
Miss Wendy Snyder

Ceramics

Mrs. Gordon Bensley

Art History
Mrs. Stephen Perrin

Drama

Mr. Brian Davidson

Music
Mr. Rowland Sturges

Missing: Mrs. Elizabeth Roberts
Miss Priscilla Peterson

Nurses

Miss Kathleen Ayre & Miss Marion Perkins

Physical Education
Miss Shirley Ritchie

Physical Education
Mrs. J. Kenrick Butler

Physical Education
Mrs. Fred Harrison

Dance
Mrs. Angel Rubio

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Bookstore Manager
Mrs. Dorothy Quintal

Librarians

Mrs. James Couch & Mrs.

Ronald Valentine

Assistant Bookstore Manager
Mrs. Edith Johanson

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Draper Housemothers

Standing: Mrs. Kathleen Ross-Dilley, Mrs. Stanley

Mumma Seated: Mrs. Gerald Trenbath, Mrs. Glenora

Chittick

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Hall House family
Mr. & Mrs. David Maynard

Outside Housemothers
Mrs. Capen Abbot, Mrs. Olga Tompkins, Mrs.
Lynwood Howard. Missing: Mrs. John S. Curry,
Mrs. Estelle Goggin

In just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddie and bill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer

old balloonman whistles

far and wee

and betty and isabel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
it's

spring
and
the

goat-footed
balloonman whistles
far
and
wee

Hey look us over, lend us an ear

It's Abbot Bazaar time come again this year.

We've all been working

Planning away

It's gonna be great

So mark this date

It's on the tenth of May.

Look out here come the Gay Nineties

Rootbeer and all

We're getting ready

Let's get on the ball.

We're depending on you

To pull us through

So give us all you've got

Good things are busting out all over!

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Sun warm on my back

My heart light as I walk away.

Return is no necessity

Destination no crutch.
Put your life
In the journey.

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Seniors

Francine Michelle Amore
89 Burnham Road
Andover, Massachusetts

So glad to extend handfuls of
dawn.

—Tim Buckley

Abdy Anderson

The Warren Belstone

Okehampton

Devon, England

Anderson's at it again!

—Anderson

Elisabeth Lawson Andrews
46 Lone Tree Farm Road
New Canaan, Connecticut

"I feel there is an angel in me," she'd
say, "whom I am constantly shocking."

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Diane Lee Anton
3 Hemlock Drive
Chelmsford, Massachusetts

One sweet dream, pack up the bags,

Get in the limousine.

Soon we'll be away from here.

Step on the gas and wipe that tear away.

—The Beatles

Gay Gilbert Armsden

Pepperrell Road

Kittery Point, Maine

It knew now where it was going, and it said
to itself, "There is no hurry, we shall get
there someday."

-A. A. Milne

Amy Carlton Baldwin
807 San Luis Road
Berkeley, California

Sun-treader,

life and light be thine forever.

— Robert Browning

Anjelica Behrends

c/o Creole Petroleum Corp.

Apdo. 889, Caracas D.F.

Venezuela

In the midst of winter,

I finally learned that there was

in an invincible summer.

—Camus

H ol lis Elizabeth Bennet

1 7 Linden Lane

Duxbury, Massachusetts

The smile that you send out returns to you.

— Indian wisdom

Sarah Burns Bowen

230 Johnson Street

North Andover, Massachusetts

A little sun-burnt from the glare of life.

Deborah Ellen Bernton
4 Oxford Street
Chevy Chase, Maryland

You give but little when you give of your
possessions. It is when you give of yourself
that you truly give.

— Khalil Gibran

Marion Sanford Boynton
32 Long Point Avenue
Duxbury, Massachusetts

No one can tell me
Nobody knows
Where the wind comes from
Where the wind goes.

-A. A. Milne

Leslie Taft Breed
159 Phillips Avenue
Swampscott, Massachusetts

Is it so small a thing to have enjoyed the
sun, to have lived in spring, to have loved,
to have thought, to have done?

-Matthew Arnold

Pauline Cerf

1000 Sunset Drive

Lawrence, Kansas

If for just one moment

You could step outside your mind

And float across the ceiling,

don't think the folks would mind.

—Traffic

Megan Brook

Box 124

Cape Porpoise, Maine

What is the night;

Almost at odds with morning, which is

which.

-William Shakespeare

Dorcas Chisholm
East Hebron
New Hampshire

If I can stop one heart from
breaking, I shall not live in
vain.

—Emily Dickenson

Margaret Rice Cheney

American Consulate General

Bombay 26, India

A Chinese philosopher dreamed he was
a butterfly, and from that moment he was
never quite sure that he was not a butter-
fly dreaming it was a Chinese philosopher.

—Tom Stoppard

Susan Kay Cleveland
190 East 72nd Street
New York, New York

The positive always defeats the negative,
Courage overcomes fear,
Patience overcomes anger and irritability,
Love overcomes hatred.

— Swami Sarasvati

Janet Ellen Cohen

14 Thresher Road

Andover, Massachusetts

Tell me a lie and I'll cry for you. Tell me of
sin and I'll laugh.

—Tim Buckley

Deborah Louise Collins
6 Tamys Lane
Andover, Massachusetts

I wandered lonely as a cloud . . .
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

—Wordsworth

Lisa Elena Contarino

76 Hillside Road

North Andover

Massachusetts

Mortals are equal;
their masks differ.

—Voltaire

Anne Townsend Crowley
77 Henlopen Avenue
Rehoboth Beach, Delaware

I do not hunger for a well-stored mind,

I only wish to live my life,

And find my heart in unison with all

mankind.

Stephanie Helene Dantos

Maple Lane

Conway, New Hampshire

One is amazed

By a water-lily bud

Unfolding

With each passing day,

Taking on a richer color

And new dimensions.

— Naoshi Koriyarla

Lynne D'arcy

63 Hawks Hill Road

New Canaan, Connecticut

Rest your head inside awhile
envelop peace . . . reflecting forests
of warmth - fields of smiles.

-Chip

Debra Ann Davison
205McKinly
Thomasville, Georgia

You are not only good your-
self, but the cause of good in
others.

-Socrates

Lisa Marie Doyle

930 Central Road

Rye Beach, New Hampshire

I'm taking the time for a number of
things that weren't important yesterday.

—The Beatles

Katherine Durham
8 Stonehedge Road
Andover, Massachusetts

For her own breakfast

She'll protect a scheme,

Nor take her tea without a stratagem.

— Edward Young

Tamara Lynne Elliott
5 Midland Circle
Andover, Massachusetts

Tomorrow we will run faster,
stretch out our arms farther . .
And one fine morning—

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

Alexa Perry Freeman
1286 Willow Lane
Birmingham, Michigan

I am of the universe
And you know
What it's worth.

—John Lennon

Elizabeth Gaines

51 Buttonwood Lane

Darien, Connecticut

You can say I want to be free.
I can say someday I will be.

James Taylor

Anne Marguerite Gares

35 Rutland Court

Rutland Gardens

London S.W., England

En somme, ce qui m'interesse, c'est de
savoir comment on devient un saint.

Camus

Karen Maria Giesemann
3ACalle"A" 6-50 Zone 10
Guatemala City, Guatemala, C.A.

I believe for every drop
of rain that falls
a flower grows.

-Orpheus

Nancy Tilton Grassi
12 Laurelwood Drive
Shelton, Connecticut

All the knowledge I possess
everyone else can acquire, but my
heart is all my own.

—Goethe

Abigail Grout Hale

918 Timber Branch Parkway

Alexandria, Virginia

To stand for the constant presense of process

And always seem the same;

To be steady as a rock

And always trembling.

— Howard Nemerov

Susana Gunn
P.O. Box 945
San Salvador, El Salvador

Her ways are the ways of pleasantness, and
all her paths are peace.

Proverbs III. 17

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Theresa Onnie Hinkle
1267 East 16th Avenue
Columbus, Ohio

I can be right,

And I can be wrong.

My whole life is in my song.

I am everyday people.

Sly and The Family Stone

Julia Elizabeth Hogan
5 Porter Road
Andover, Mass.

The larger the island of knowledge, the
longer the shoreline of wonder.

Ralph Sockman

Susan Hoy

800 Berkeley Road

Wilmington, Delaware

Come run, jump, skip-along Sam
A very happy man I am.

Donovan

Elisabeth Marie Huhn

R.D. 1

Ashville, New York

I praise loudly, I blame softly.

-Catherine II of Russia

Pamela Verne Huttenberg
Harbour House Towers
Box 306, Apt. 805
Freeport, Grand Bahama

To see what everybody else has seen, and
think what nobody else has thought.

—Dr. Albert Szent-Gyorgy

Ronnie Ingraham

Winemark Avenue

Oak Bluffs, Massachusetts

Oh wondrous light

Light, light, lighter

You give all your brightness away

And it only makes you brighter.

Incredible String Band

Carla Anne Johnson
48 School Street
Andover, Massachusetts

The reason why birds can fly and
we can't is simply that they have per-
fect faith, for to have faith is to have
wings.

J.M. Barrie

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Sondra Elaine Johnson

P.O. Box 112

Wise, North Carolina

A bird does not sing because
he has an answer, he sings because

he has a song.

—Joan Anglund

Susan Parsons Johnston
174 Turtle Back Road
New Canaan, Connecticut

The door to happiness opens
outward.

Kierkegaard

Sylvia Nelly Joseph

Apartado 63

San Salvador, El Salvador

This is a wonderful world and
you can't even waste one day, so
smile, sing and be happy.

—Jim McGinnis

Jane Fredrika Jouett

Estate Elizabeth

P.O. Box 270

St. Thomas, Virgin Islands

Wish I was an English muffin

'Bout to make the most out of the toaster.

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-Simon and Garfunkel

NERVATIONS

Catherine Virginia Knapp

438 Jerusalem Road

Cohasset, Massachusetts

Strong and content,
I travel the open road.

—Whitman

Amadea Elizabeth Kramer
Headlong Hall Farm
Centreville, Maryland

I cannot help but sense
the beauty
over all
and feeling thus
be joyful.

—Eric Gulliksen

Marsha Leverett Lawton

North Street

Litchfield, Connecticut

You must enter into

The small silences between

The leaves,

You must take your time

And touch the very peace

They issue from.

-John Moffitt

Sandra Westover Lindgrove
21630 Knudsen Drive
Grosse He, Michigan

As she f l?d through sun and shade
The happy winds upon her played.

—Tennyson

Gay Luster

12 Norholt Drive

New Canaan, Connecticut

If growing up means it would be

Beneath my dignity to climb a tree

I'll never grow up!

—Peter Pan

Pamela Marie Mallen
6 Buttenwood Drive
Methuen, Massachusetts

Silences make the real conversation be-
tween frields. Not the saying, but the never
needing to say is what counts.

—Margaret Lee Runbeck

Denise Maloney

8 Stirling Street

Andover, Massachusetts

I'll let you be in my dream
if you'll let me be in yours.

•Bob Dylan

Maura Ann Markley
256 Tanglewood Drive
North Canton, Ohio

Stir not, whisper not
Trouble not the giver
Of quiet who gives
This calm-flowing river.

—Patrick McDonough

Priscilla Dellevie Mendenhall

3123 Sleepy Hollow Road

Falls Church, Virginia

Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the

flower,

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind.

—Wordsworth

Linda Mary Moore

8 Lillian Terrace

Andover, Massachusetts

had too much to dream last night.

Sandra Ann Murray
Greenacres Lane
Rye, New York

You'll never see the world aright
Till the sea floweth in your veins
And you are clothed by the heavens
And crowned by the stars.

—Incredible String Band

Deborah Jean Naman

13 Marwood Drive

Andover, Massachusetts

My love, she speaks like silence

Without ideals of violence

She doesn't have to say she's faithful,

Yet she's true like ice, like fire.

-Bob Dylan

Adelle Roberta Nicholson
7 Sherburne Road
Lexington, Massachusetts

Give me where to stand, and I will
move the earth.

—Archimedes

Cynthia Ann Niziak
121 Hidden Road
Andover, Massachusetts

I love a broad margin in my life.

-Thoreau

Sandra Ethel Perkin

325 Likeland

Grosse Point, Michigan

One green day she left her wings

And cut away her childhood strings

But dropping smiles along the trail

She left a trace: I will not fail.

-Tim Buckley

Deborah Prudden
88 Summer Street
Hingham, Massachusetts

Those who bring sunshine to the lives of
others cannot keep it from themselves.

—James Matthew Barrie

Nancy Leona Quick
96 Willard Grant Road
Sudbury, Massachusetts

She played as many games as
games there are

—anonymous

Marcia Frost Rickenbacker

5 Glenside Terrace

Upper Montclair, New Jersey

A face I know is beautiful—
With fire and gold of sky and sea,
And the peace of a long warm river.

—Carl Sandburg

Melanie Jane Rosen

387 High Street

Fall River, Massachusetts

The great essentials of happiness

are something to do, something to love

and something to hope for.

-anonymous

Suzanne C. Rowan
209 Salem Street
Andover, Massachusetts

Hitch your wagon to a star.

■Emerson

Andra Sue Rudolph

3 Hopkins Avenue

Beverly, Massachusetts

Imagination is the begin-
ning of creation. You
imagine what you desire;
you will what you
imagine; and at last you
create what you will.

-George Bernard Sha

Andrea Jenay Russ

c/o Marcona Mining Co.

Apartado 1229

Lima, Peru

little did I know

the work I was to do

or the love I had to show

—Donovan

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Antonia Maria May Salam
145 Pickney Street
Boston, Massacusetts

If you smile at me I will understand

'Cause that is something everybody everywhere

does in the same language.

-Crosby, Stills and Nash

Priscilla Sandford
1275 Denmark Road
Plainfield, New Jersey

Walk together, talk together
ye peoples of the Earth.

—American Field Service

Anne Kidder Smith
3221 Pine Ridge Road
Birmingham, Alabama

sun, the earth is turning
it's turning around
and love is the axis.

—Donovan

Gretchen Cole Smith

158 Dale Street

North Andover, Massachusetts

I lit my purest candle close to my win-
dow, hoping it would catch the eye of any
vagabond who passed it by. And I waited in
my fleeting house.

-Tim Buckley

Adrienne Celeste Smelling
2949 Greenleaf Street
Allentown, Pennsylvania

The hills and the sea and the earth dance.
The world of man dances in laughter and tears.

— Kabrir

Toby Ava Soloman
67 Raynor Street
Lowell, Massachusetts

To live is good.

To live vividly is better.

To live vividly together is best.

—Max Eastman

Christina Brewer Steele

Upper High Street

Peterboro, New Hampshire

There is no duty we so much underrate
as the duty of being happy.

— Robert Louis Stevenson

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Susan Skillings Stein
1405Caballero Road
Arcadia, California

I travelled 'round the world to find the sun.
I couldn't stop myself from having fun.

—Traffic

Catherine Cake Stone

246 Hollywood Avenue

Rochester, New York

Were I so tall to reach the pole

Or grasp the ocean with my span,

I must be measured by my soul,

The mind's the standard of the man.

— Isaac Watts

Elise Claire Strauss

Pleasant Point

Portsmouth, New Hampshire

It is a funny thing about life—

If you refuse to accept anything

but the best, you very often get it.

—Somerset Maughan

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Lisa Courtnay Sweitzer
2837 Arizona Terrace
Washington, D.C.

Life is far too important ever to talk
seriously about it.

-Oscar Wilde

Josephine Jayne Swift

6 Timothy Drive

Andover, Massachusetts

Sing, sweetness, to the last palpitation of
the evening and the breeze.

St. John Perse

Anne Caldwell Taylor

171 South Dawson Avenue

Columbus, Ohio

I had no reason to be over-optimistic,
But somehow when you smiled
I could brave bad weather.

-The Who

Wendy Ann Underhill

157 Greenfield Hill Road

Fairfield, Connecticut

A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that
every human creature is constituted to be
that profound secret and mystery to every
other.

—Charles Dickens

Sandra Ann Urie
21 Manton Road
Swampscott, Mass.

I sought my soul, but my soul I could not

see.
I sought my God, but my God eluded me.
I sought my brother, and I found all three.

An old verse

Kristin Bea Whyte
3 Hidden Road
Andover, Mass.

Happiness runs in a circular motion.

—Donovan

Florence Durrie Watson
Comegys Bight Farm
Chestertown, Maryland

Those who love deeply never grow old.
They may die of old age, but they die
young.

Arthur Wing Pinero

Jennette Williams

749 Park Lane

East Meadow, New York

.... a kind of Coney Island of the mind,
a kind of circus of the soul.

Ferlinghetti

Let It Be

Sue Hosmer's Philosophy Class

Here Comes The Sun

Urie

Comley

Straus

Rowen

Hoy

Delta Lady
Anne Smith
Lynn Waller

Just Like a Woman
Davison
Sweitzer
Anderson

Born To Be Wild
Niziak
Niziak
Niziak

Midnight Rambler

Tootie

Teddy and the Abbot Security Guard

Volunteers

Huhn

Williams

Amore

Naman

Something in the Way She Moves

Anderson

Solomon

Anderson

Solomon

She's a Lady
D'Arcy
Bowen
Perkin

You Can't Always Get What You Want
Mrs. Finbury

Highway 61 Revisited

Breed

Anton

Catch If You Can

Dantos

Urie

Watson

Cheney

Jouett

Get Off My Cloud

Snelling

Nicholson

I'm Looking Through You

Mesdames Griffith, Chittick, Ross-Dilly

Nothing Is Easy
Williams

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Cinnamon Girl
Luster

Rock Around The Clock

Luster

Baldwin

Stein

Solomon

Me and My Baby
Sandy and Rhys
Sandy and Rhys
Sandy and Rhys

Impossible Dream
College
Parietals
Graduation

In My Life

Todd

Hayman

Johnson

Bennett

Anderson

Garvan

Stone

Brightman

Williams

Waller

Pike

Rust

Bissell

Bailey

McDaniel

Quick

Evil Ways
Day Studs

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Mendenhall & Markley Enterprises, Ltd.

Yellow Submarine
Anton's Car

If I Had Wings
Gaines
Contarino
Freeman

Bridge Over Troubled Waters
Mrs. Bennett
Miss St. Pierre
Mrs. Hosmer

Stoned Soul Picnic

Hale

Cerf

Luster

Williams

Finch

Hair

Ingraham

Comley

Solomon

Moore

Good Morning, Little Schoolgirl

Durham

Maloney

Grassi

Williams

Are You Experienced
The Lucky Ones

Sweet Blindness
Mallen
Chisholm
Salam

Up Against The Wall

Celotto

The Hawk

Fox

Swanson

Perkins

Shea

Cahill

Baldwin

Someday Soon

Freeman

Cerf

Cohen

Foxey Lady
Anderson
Miss Minard
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Fall

"What is there in the birds, the birds, the birds, crying down
on the north wind in September, acres of birds spotting the
air going south?

Is there something finished? And some new beginning on
the way?"

-Carl Sandburg

We came back.
That first day, in September, was a marvelous mad dance of the faces
we had kept with us all summer, along with a tremendous multitude of
new faces. The Circle was filled with people, and the walls of the Senior
Parlor were sparkling white and echoing our voices. We all talked that
week, and very few of us listened. The core of our class was formed then,
and things soon began to move around it.

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As October eased upon us the walls in the Parlor began to take on a
brownish tinge, and any attempt to look out the window was hampered by
the grease that settled there. It was indicative, somehow, of what was going
on in our minds; a final layer of something was added on to whatever we had
accumulated thus far. Soon the class polarized; those with iron lungs
remained in the Parlor during the day and ascended to the closet at night. It
was a time of growing, when all of us made cautious sorties into things that
could be said to transcend Abbot. For some strange reason the pressure
mounted: perhaps it was the applications in our mailboxes— a sort of
sweepstakes entry due January 1st. Shoulders slouched against the rain, we
walked the route towards classes which were to stimulate, and yet we came
to understand completely the meaning of "Waiting for Godot".

It was a nocturnal time, when typewriters picked out history papers at
3am and later. If you timed it right, you could arrive in the Parlor just in
time to receive the guard ascending from the kitchen. Nothing is better than
bread and honey and milk to help forget the pains of American colonization.

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Thanksgiving came with a most unusual
ceremony that left most of us truly
moved. For some it was the first inward
glance in a long time. We left gratefully,
and came back with tales of the Stones
and Laura Nyro— everyone had a good
time.

The stretch between Thanksgiving and
Christmas was indescribably endless. Last
minute applications hung over us and we were driven to escape by some
relentless force. We spoke little and listened less. The cloud in the Parlor
thickened. Then, finally the term ended, for some it ended with three exams
on one day. There was a sudden burst of candlelight, and the ceilings echoed
with "Hallelujah." The longest haul was done, and we were free.

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Winter

win ter (win' ter), n. [AS.] 1.
The season of the year, in any
region in which the noonday
sun shines most obliquely; the
coldest season of the year;
hence, cold weather.

-Webster's New
Collegiate Dictionary

Winter began i n-
decisively, with three days
of gradual reassimilation
granted us before we took
the icy plunge.

It was a riotious time:
hysterical conversations
lasting long into the night,
and we began to talk once
again to friends we had
left behind in the Fall.

Then suddenly, it ended,
and we were left with the
bitter taste of January in
our mouths.

The days were brittle;
brilliant flashes of pale
sunlight that glittered on
the snow. We tried to for-
get the cold, some by run-
ning, some by standing
still. The month passed
quickly, and we watched it
go with great relief.

With February came Spring, a kind of
soft mocking that only emphasized
the waiting we felt. Something was
different, or missing, perhaps the
snow. The awesome self-searching we
had done the winter before cast its
shadow on this winter, and we were
encouraged thinking that that lay be-
hind us. Amid many undercurrents of
flurry came the Prom: for some it was
an ordinary weekend of frustration,
for others it was fun. It was a time,
that month, when closets again be-
came hospitable, where we could for-
get. Within a few weeks there was a
definite cloud over our minds.

March came, holding hands with
November. College acceptances
dribbled in, but most of us were still
left waiting. We had two and a half
weeks before we left, a time when
those of us who had run stood still,
and those who had stood still re-
treated a little. We waited some more,
and looking back, we realized for the
first time how long winter had been.
The weather softened, and the snow
turned into puddles that reflected the
sky and the swelling branches of the
trees.

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^t^man +t iim^i-- „ — .

Ketll Mo-use

1st row; Laura Shultz, Anne Hyde, Dori
Street 2nd row; Abby Johnson, Debbie
Huntington, Nancy Mackinnon, Heidi
Kropp, Candy Moulton, Carol Kennedy
3rd row; Ruth Raser, Lucy Pope, Helen
Lacouture, Rod Goldstein 4th row; Sara
Ingram, Judy Fletcher, Bill Rubel.
Missing; Joni Blaxter, Elizabeth Webster,
Ann Woodd-Cahusac

"Now that you're going to be an individual, be individual."

We're back. New faces . . . Phyllis and Dave . . . Harriet Jones . . . Pete Smith . . . Bill Rubel . . . new
places . . . the Butt Room . . . Hall House . . . Chapin House . . . new privileges . . . smoking all day
(eventually) . . . Boston on Saturdays . . . pants . . . only two days of assembly . . . the "new" Coffee
Mill.

Laura Mae and her Barnyard friends . . . crunchy walks after lunch . . . CarWashCarWash . . . No-Dozing
for us . . . someone answer the phone! . . . Paul is all again . . . Group W . . . early morning walks . . .
beef fondue . . . Moratorium: armbands, candlelightjeaves ... sign me out for church...
dodidodido . . . truckin' on the line . . . Zepplin . . . Field Day . . . Stoned Soul Picnic . . . steady stream
of traffic flowing through Honor Board . . . some would rather fight than switch . . . Hall's Angels . . .
serenity at Chapin House ... is everybody happy? . . . overalls cover all . . . Peanut Butter Cups . . . the
Emotional Crisis (E.C.) . . . thusly name-taped pacifiers . . . Jorian ... we do kazoos . . . bell-bottomed
blues . . . Mind Over Matter . . . Natural High . . . Hallelujah!

Winter term was like an elastic
stretched to the fullest

then it broke.
Yet they continued
pulling the separate ends.

Again they broke.

Debbie Huntington

Responsibility Day . . . It's a bummer . . .
Kathy — "And she got the urge for
going . . . "Mount Pleasant" . . . It's a
bus! . . . really tense . . . Who's to say
what's normal? Certainly not your
eye . . . can I bum a Marlboro? . . . friend
or . . . Communications Breakdown . . .

E.C No Way . . .

"All those noble thoughts don't belong,
You can't hide the truth with a happy
song . . . Just call on your rainy day
man." . . .

Seated: Kathy Gilman, Elly Bradshaw, Hattie Hawkins,
Debra Kelsey, Martha Cronyn, Jennie Martin. Standing:
Sybil Ridings, Susan Baybutt, Megan Treneer, Emily
Schroeder, Holy Tytell Missing: Linda Hynson, Peggy
Partridge, Tottie Wasilewski

First Floor OrstiDei*

Second Floor Draper

Debra Pope, Abby Johnson, Margo
Stever, Candy Kattar, Brownie
Richards, Linda Hynson, Trinka
Galusha, Sarah Gay, Karen Ho, Susie
Foord, Susan McCouch, Stacey
Milton, Shelby Salmon, Didi Sailing,
Mimi Walker, Cindy Lund, Martha
Caverly, Gayle Ridd. Missing: Linda
Bistany, Sally Browning, Nancy
Phillips, Chris Pollard, Sandy Rollins

Tliirol Floor 3Dretr>er»

make-up your sports cut in Basketball at 3:25 With-
out Fail! . . . tunafish . . . when is a snow day . . .
Sunday sensitivity . . . high implications . . . "Once
there was a way to get back homeward" . . . Kattar's
noteworthy wall . . . Puerto Rican Power ... is there
a Mac's order? . . . Maria from Groton . . . Butt Room
transformed into obnoxious green of sorts . . . Andy
Ruth 1 1 1 muralizes . . . Prom: high point of term? . . .
what's this-another date? ... big bang for future
Bazaar . . . wombats . . . SATs . . . Rassman and
Kranzler absent at assembly . . . give me five . . . who's
on the list . . . check the stars . . . E.C. . . .
tumors ... "I'm very happy to announce that the
new vice-president . . . "it's been a long cold lonely
winter" . . .

Yes I know that sunrise

It's bound to shine in my backyard

someday
And the wind it will rise up
And blow my blues away."

James Taylor

Luis Crouch, Peggy Haskell, Sue Dampier, Tara Sartorius, Maggie
Smith, Lucy Viele, Bea McConnie, Adison Techapaibul, Ann Wool-
handler. Missing: Lynn Comley, Lillian Coolidge, Candy Kern,
Kathy Kilborn

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Day Students

1st row; Anne Spader, Liz Spader, Mary Ann Sullivan, Cindy Johnson, Caroline Chisholm. 2nd row; Claudia Comins, Margaret Couch, Dianne
DeLucia, Karen Pernokas, Amy Rogers, Susan Macartney, Joanne Mosca, Elizabeth Urdang, Pamela Caverly, Mary McCabe, Nancy Cohen,
Selma Hershfield, Sara Ingram. 3rd row; Brett Cook, Martha Rogers, Vicki Harrison, Kim Grecoe, Elizabeth Kent, Jennifer McLean, Laurie
Woodworth, Christina Landry, Joan Liversidge, Barbara Levine, Denise Mallen

French

1st row; Lucy Gorham,
Debra Roth, Rosalind
Munro. 2nd row: Nina
Dorsey, Mama Park,
Brenda Friend, Pricilla
Woods, Lucy Flint, Nanpy
Pinks, Jane Dewey, Laurie
Camosy, Susan Nast,
Sandy Godfrey. Missing:
Holly Cleveland, Cindy
Olive, Jane MacDonald,
Joyce Johnson, Susan
Stone, Barbara Walker.

Our story started off quietly for most members of the Junior Class. Shortly, however, an individual
from the renowed Abbey House felt the need to distinguish its' reputation. Thus we offer a reward to
any girl who can tell us what really was in that paper bow. (A case for a true sleuth.) . . . The fall days
became only a memory of the beautiful leaves blanketing the campus. The whirlwind of Christmas— and
we were returning from vacation; all looking forward to 'tinter worm' (as our fairy godmother would
say). Abbey House continued to head the list of the ten most wanted houses. After creditable espionage
work by 'unknown' members of the 'staff, the notorious Abbey House ten were finally bro